For the likes of this lad

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Stone bone weary sadness buckles my days  stumbles my nights

No use dreaming like I just done did again never

Learnin’  sunshine days visit  but never stay

For the likes of this lad

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Wounded hearts bleed from wounded souls starving still

Love’s last chance offered by splayed fingerhands breaking

The sweat stained life’s killing habits leaves only darkness

For the likes of this lad

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Warm sun mornings hint dreams worth dreaming

Muscled legs standing back straightens tears wiped clear

Birds sing jewels into the morning air joyous

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Leavin’ no song unsung poem unread dream undreamed

Leavin’ no hug  no kiss  no touch unfelt

Leavin’ no chance untried no love unloved no breath undrawn

For the likes of this lad

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